Riding The Tide Poem by Peyman Safarinejad
Riding The Tide
My hunger's never satisfied;
My heart's never qualified;
My love's never justified.
But my soul's always sacrificed;
My laughter's ever mystified.
Though my flesh's dearly crucified;
... Still I have to decide...
So I'm going with the tide,
With no hope to ride
The magic horse of happiness and pride.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
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